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He left her at the gate briefly. When he returned, he bore a huge ring of keys. Sorting through them, he read the cryptically marked tags by the light he called into being around them.

“What kind of Gift do you have?” she asked. “I heard you aren’t powerful, but nobody ever said what you can do.”

“Not much.” He chose a key and fitted it in the lock. “Call light, move things a short distance, call fire.” The gate swung open. “What I do best is grow things. Trees, flowers, food. I like to garden. The plants Lindhall has for his creatures, I grew those.” He closed the gate behind them.